Space Lady

In the meantime, Glera wants to make damn sure that she's welcome. That night she sleeps with me. It's an incredible experience.
Glera can control every muscle in and around her vagina. I enter her and it's like a training program. My penis learns what it's supposed to be like inside of a vagina. Every square millimeter of my penis is getting just the right amount of friction for just the right amount of time. I work to an orgasm like I have never had before. Glera also seems to orgasm, but I later come to suspect that it's fake.
Over the next several days, I work in the shop filling customer orders while Glera practices American. She learns very rapidly and day by day we talk more and more without needing her translator machine.
Glera claims to be an alien from another world. She can see that I don't believe her. She asks me, "Can the ladies of your world screw the way I do?"
I have to tell her, "No way do they even come close!"
Day by day I work and Glera studies language.
Night by night, we screw more. Each night I learn more from Glera. I can begin to use slight changes in the angle of my thrusts to produce more pleasure. Glera teaches me to use my whole body, not just my pelvis, to drive my penis. If Glera isn't an alien, she has a PhD in scewing. I begin to believe she's indeed an alien.
When the diamond she gave me has been sold, I tell Glera that she can have the money from the diamond but she needs to pay me a little rent money. To my shock and delight, Glera insists that I keep all the money.
Because of the money thing, we have a discussion. It seems that Glera is wanted by the law (or somebody like the law,) back home. Glera needs a hideout for a year or so and my place is a perfect hideout. Glera is willing to pay for her hideout.
I suspect that Glera isn't telling me everything about her situation, but the screwing is so incredible that I don't want to press her too hard and possibly lose her.
After several weeks, Glera speaks enough American that she can pass for an educated foreign lady. So, we go to the Fire Pit for an evening out. The FP is a restaurant and strip bar out by the highway. The FP features good steaks, decent drinks, loud music and, unfortunately, the kind of girls who are willing to work in a place in the middle of nowhere.
Glera and I eat in the restaurant and then move into the bar area to watch the strip show. Glera seems amused by the efforts of the girls and asks if I am aroused. I tell her, "I'm aroused every time I look at you and the Fire Pit dancers are really nothing in comparison."
I can see that Glera is curious about the strip show. After a bit, she wants me to take her home. We go home and Glera shows me how alien ladies dance and strip. She has incredible balance and muscle control. She also knows how to show just enough that I'm aroused to see more and how to hide just enough that my penis comes up to try to see for itself.
After Glera's strip, we wind up in bed and, as good as the sex has been, it's even better after she first works me up with her dancing.
I mount Glera and enter her deeply right from the start. She lets me have all the meat and I use what I have learned in the few weeks I have had with Glera. Every stroke of my penis is like a new adventure. It's not just Glera's vagina, it's her whole body working with me to maximize the pleasure for both of us. Every stroke is at a different angle and every time I can feel Glera move against me just enough differently that it's as if each stroke is the first time. The experience is incredible and we work each other up to incredible heights of joy and then I feel Glera climax. It's not just her vagina that spasms, it's her whole body and I can feel each part shudder in ecstasy. I continue to stroke in her until we once again climb to the heights and then both drift off of a cliff into total release. I pump my cum into Glera's vagina and then I dismount to lie beside my incredible lady.